Nazarene Naps

When we were growing up, my parents took a nap every Sunday afternoon... Nazarene Naps, we called them. As kids we just didn't get why an adult would want to sleep away a perfectly good afternoon. As adults, we get it!!

Today was one of those days where I just hit the wall. Yes, I stayed up too late last night even though I knew it was the day we all lost an hour of sleep. But it was more than that. Every once in a while being a single mom catches up with me and the feeling of sleepiness just slams me. Today was one of those days. I couldn't even complete a sentence that made sense. I was that tired.

So after church, and after the boys played at Jordan's for a couple of hours, Michael had me bring them to his house. We then transported them to Craig & Vickie's where they had so graciously agreed to watch the boys for 2 hours while I napped and he worked. He even picked up the boys for me and played with them outside at the pond for an extra half hour just to be sure I got all the sleep I needed. I woke up feeling so refreshed and ready to enjoy what's become our almost weekly Sunday ritual of dinner & a movie at Michael's for the four of us.

Yesterday morning Michael & I (along with his parents & their best friends) were treated to an AWESOME breakfast by the elderly lady in our church whose kitchen Michael recently remodeled. She wanted to show off his work! She was hilarious the whole time we were there. She even revealed that she has a cataloged, alphabetized box filled with obits of people she knows. We were dying laughing. She lost her husband out of the blue last year, but lives her life in such joy and laughter. I want to be just like that when I'm her age!

P.S.
This morning I got to write a tithe check for the first time in a long time. It felt so good!!